The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

Whether it's expanding the domain or reversing the technique.

Witnessing so many advanced techniques in a single day completely shattered Xia Youjie's worldview.

Especially after being trapped in the Chimera Dark Court, that feeling of helplessness still lingers in his heart like a thorn.

He could only be whipped around like a spinning top by Fu Hei, like an incompetent husband.

I heard you say that~

The strongest one got turned into a spinning top~

Everything he was so proud of was insignificant in that endless darkness.

If Fukuro really is a curse master, then he would truly be dead there today.

In such a desperate situation, it was Gojo Satoru who stepped forward, tearing through the darkness with that crimson light and completely resolving the crisis.

It's Gojo Satoru again; he's always the one who steps forward at the most crucial moment.

Xia Youjie always thought he was the strongest, on par with Gojo Satoru.

From the day they enrolled, they were always referred to as the two best students in the college, and were highly regarded by their teachers and admired by their classmates.

He thought that meant they were evenly matched.

Only now has he realized what the real gap is.

It seems I can't catch up with Gojo anymore.

"I'm from the district!"

Xia You let out a long sigh, and along with the crumbling horizon, he sank into the night.

……

After settling Riko in for a rest, the Special Grade Sorcerer Tsukumo Yuki finally began his first meeting.

In the living room of the Okinawa guesthouse, dim yellow light shines on the tatami mats, projecting the lattice pattern of the paper sliding door onto the floor.

The three of them sat down at separate tables and began discussing their plans for the future.

Although much has happened, the date on the calendar reminds them that it is still the first day of the astral escort mission.

Right now, Fu Hei and his team have two more days to get through. Two days, 48 ​​hours, 2880 minutes—every second could hold a deadly crisis.

Lu Suo's next move is still unknown.

The loss of contact with Yuujin Itadori and Shiunichi Shika also greatly reduced Fushiguro Megumi's fighting strength.

He was now isolated and helpless, and could only rely on himself and the two boys in front of him.

In this situation, Fuhei had no choice but to come up with one last solution.

That is-

Cultivate five insights!

If we just make Gojo Satoru the strongest, wouldn't that solve the problem? Then we'd have a ready-made Daiyun.

Rather than struggling on his own, it's better to let Gojo Satoru grow up as soon as possible and reach the height that he envisions for his future.

I will make Gojo Satoru the most serious father to Ryousaku, and let him see what it means to be the only one who matters in the world.

Even just enabling Gojo Satoru to use the "no limits" technique more skillfully would be enough to resolve all the crises.

"From today onwards, I will dedicate myself to teaching you."

"I will train you to become the strongest mage in history!"

Fukuro stared directly at Gojo, his expression extremely serious.

"Really, Mr. Yuki!"

Those eyes, usually hidden behind sunglasses, were now fully exposed to the light, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Under the cover of night, the master magician Tsukumo Yuki began his first training session with Gojo Satoru.

"What do you mean I have to hide my strength during battle, and then throw He up when the opponent isn't looking, forming a bond?"

Gojo Satoru frowned, looking puzzled.

"What do you mean I have to learn to release this energy continuously in a short period of time?"

"What do you mean I have to learn to hide my aura?"

Looking at the large number of tactics focused solely on Zi, Gojo Satoru was clearly a little stunned.

He had assumed that the training of a master sorcerer would involve some profound and unfathomable theory of sorcery, or some exquisite combat techniques, but to his surprise, the other party kept repeating only one thing.

How to use Zi.

It's like those outdated teachers who only know how to teach one formula.

Are you questioning me?

"Five rules, this is what you need to learn!"

Fukuro slammed his hand heavily on the table, attempting to use his intimidation to force Gojo Satoru into submission, demonstrating the authority and unquestionable confidence befitting a top-tier sorcerer.

However, this only emboldened Gojo Satoru to rebel.

"Teacher Yuki, I want to learn domain expansion!!!"

Satoru Gojo's voice carried a stubborn persistence.

Although Gojo has always been proud of his abilities, and today he even awakened the Reversal Technique.

But after witnessing the unfolding of Fuhei's domain, that scene remained etched in his mind, deeply unforgettable.

For Gojo, the most desired advanced technique is barrier magic.

It is about expanding one's knowledge domain, mastering the power to create one's own world, and having absolute dominance over everything.

"...Barrier spell?"

Now it was Fu Hei's turn to look troubled.

His expression froze for a moment, and his eyes began to wander.

You're asking me?

If he hadn't almost been killed by Shi Liulong and Lu Ziyun, and with the loving encouragement of his brothers, how could Fu Hei have possibly managed to put together this half-finished product?

His development in his field is less a result of systematic learning and more a sudden realization after being forced into a desperate situation.

When it comes to the way to expand one's domain, Fukuro is a prime example.

It misleads and corrupts young people.

And do you really think everyone has the talent to subdue darkness?

Do you even know what it means to be able to open up a field at the age of sixteen?

"Ah, if only Little Deer were here."

Gazing at the lonely stars in the night sky, Fu Hei couldn't help but think of his brothers.

That star shone alone in the darkness, just like Lu Ziyun's eyes, which were always full of fighting spirit.

If Lu Ziyun were here, he would definitely be able to give better advice; he would definitely know how to teach Wutiao Wu.

"Little deer, I miss you so much."

Facing the night sky, Fu Heifa let out a long sigh.

Meanwhile, Fukuro's long-awaited deer finally finished its day's business.

"Once I save enough money, I'll be able to see Fushiguro in Tokyo!"

A stack of crumpled banknotes lay open in front of Lu Ziyun. It was the hard-earned money he had made on stage that day, and each bill still carried his body heat.

After carefully putting away her salary, Xiaolu was finally able to unwind.

The sea breeze rushed towards him, carrying a salty, damp scent, and ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead.

He couldn't help but look towards the other side of the horizon, towards the direction his heart longed for.

"Fushiguro, you must wait for me in Tokyo!"

The fawn's cry drifted away on the night wind, swallowed by the sound of the waves, yet it still carried a steadfast strength:

"Fushiguro, you'll be waiting for me in Tokyo, won't you!"

"Kuro!"